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Summary: When the tentai recover a precious and dangerous amulet, will the previous owner come back for it? And why can Koenma never tell the tentai about his abilities before a mission? Warning: Yaoi H/K and Ko/Yu!

Warnings: Yaoi content ahead. This means Male/Male relationships and implications. Double check the rating as it is definitely borderline PG-13, possibly escalating close to R for said implications.

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Memories Of the Lost

Chapter 1

Nameless Memories

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Silvery moonlight flickered softly through the forest, the silvery white and dark brown trunks of trees shining in the snowy surroundings. The hazy effect of the light around the clear air created a dream like image, surreal but perfect. Forest green birch leaves and skinny pine needles cast dancing shadows over the ground as singing birds nestled quietly in the still of the night.

In this perfect image of the world, what could go wrong?

-WHAM-

A resounding thud followed by an earsplitting crack echoed through the forest. The many birds took up a noisy flight, terrified as a singled tree, at least two feet in diameter, came crashing to the forest floor.

"Yusuke!" the deep red-haired human called to the fallen teen, who slid to the ground with a wheezing gasp of breath. Kurama ran over to him, his green eyes worried. Kneeling down, he helped the raven-haired teen stand on unstable feet.

The redhead turned at the sound of deep laughing. Their opponent stood mere feet from them, his head tilted to the side with a mocking smirk. His deep bluish-black hair hung over his shoulder, swaying in the light breeze.

Kurama could feel Yusuke swaying against him. Gently, he lowered the teen to the white and frozen ground, letting him lean his back against the cracked and broken trunk. Straightening back up, he glared at the still chuckling demon. Yusuke sat, dazed and trying to breath, as Kurama took several steps forward, a cold and icy look crossing his face.

"You have something of mine," the demon whispered through his mocking smile. Kurama could feel the amulet tucked in his sash, safely held by a vine. The mind demon smiled. "Give it to me."

"No," Kurama growled, taking his defensive stance. T he dark haired demon began to chuckle more. The fox stood his ground.

"You can not defeat me! Not even your yoko form could accomplish that!" the demon laughed out. Kurama's icy look did not waver.

"Do not underestimate me, Syunsuke."

The demon stopped laughing, yet the smile remained. His eyes flashed dangerously as he stepped towards Kurama. The fox did not move; Syunsuke took another step, slowly reaching the kitsune.

"You don't run. Are you foolish or do you know that you can not escape?" the demon asked quizzically, his voice soft and sounding simply curious, instead of the mockery Kurama knew him to be making. The kitsune did not relent, remaining in his defensive pose. Within his clenched fist was a single blade of grass, having grabbed it when he set Yusuke down.

Syunsuke smiled as he took another step forward, only a foot away from the fox. Kurama refrained from doing as instinct told him, maintaining his ground and not stepping back. The longhaired demon took the last step, closing the space between him and the youko. Kurama tried to keep his ki as a normal level as the blade of grass grew as sharp as any dagger.

"Give me back my amulet...or maybe I should look for it myself?" Syunsuke's hand reached out to Kurama's sash and he fingered a piece of it suggestively, feeling for the amulet. The smirk never left his face as his amused, and slightly lustful, eyes bore deep into Kurama's own.

"Get away from me," Kurama growled out in threatening tones. When Syunsuke failed to comply, he shoved away from the demon, pulling his weapon up to slash at the demon. Syunsuke leapt backwards just in time, his flowing blue robes now bearing a foot-long slash across the chest.

"Well, have a few tricks up your sleeves, do you?" Syunsuke asked as he held a hand to his chest, eyeing the now foot long grass sword. He continued speaking as he lowered his arm, standing up straight and walking towards the fox, "That one was close. However, you will not be able to surprise me again."

Kurama took a step back. He had hoped that attack would have at least wounded Syunsuke. With him in top shape and Kurama sustaining the wound to his stomach, the fox could not win.

The demon gave Kurama no more time to think as he stopped in front of the fox, having efficiently backed the kitsune against a tree.

"You are trying my patience, my little fox," Syunsuke whispered, his face not far from Kurama's. "Give me my amulet. You don't want me to use force on you."

"For the last time," Kurama began through clenched teeth, "Get. Away. From. Me!"

Before the fox could even move to fight back, Syunsuke had his arms pinned against the tree, pushing the soft skin into the hard bark. Kurama winced but showed no other sign of defeat.

There was always a way to win. There had to be a way to win.

"Fine. You think it so smart to cross my path, betray me, and defy my generosity in offering you go free? Then I shall show you my wrath, my little fox." Syunsuke released Kurama's arms only to place both his hands on either side of Kurama's face, three of his fingertips resting on the fox's temples. The kitsune's struggles were useless, the demon's grip firm.

"Goodbye, Kurama. When we meet again, I'm sure you won't be the same."

Kurama had no time to contemplate the demon's words as an immense pain filled his head. He shouted out at the sudden overwhelming feeling of nausea, the skull splitting stab of pain that never ended, and the pinpoints of a thousand knives shooting through his head and down his spine all at once.

His second scream echoed through the forest, birds up to nearly a mile away startled by the distant sound. Syunsuke relished in the screams of pain coming from the kitsune as he wriggled in the demon's grasp, trying desperately to tear those hands away from his head.

Closing his eyes, Syunsuke began to delve into Kurama's mind, enticing screams twice as pleasing from the redhead.

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Kuwabara yawned as he trudged up the steps of the temple. 'Damn Koenma, making us get up so early to report. Wasn't it...yawn... enough for us to just steal the damn amu-thingy?'

The orange-haired teen shook his head as he reached the last step. 'And damn him for making us meet at Genkai's temple. And damn Genkai for having so many steps to the temple!'

Kuwabara started towards the temple, his complaining mood vanishing the instant he saw a flash of turquoise hair. "Yuuuukina!"

There was a pause as he jogged towards the temple door before Yukina's head popped into view, having doubled back when she heard Kuwabara's voice.

"Ohayo, Kazuma-kun," she greeted in her soft tones. "You are here very early this morning."

"Good morning, my sweet Yukina!" Kuwabara bawled out, eyes becoming innocently watery. "I just wanted to see yo-OW!"

"Shut up, Baka," growled a diminutive fire demon, sword in his right hand (sheath still on,) having successfully bashed Kuwabara over the head with it. He opened his angry red eyes and turned them away from the teen, whom was asking Yukina to heal the bump for him.

Kurama had yet to show, and they had arranged this meeting for seven o'clock. Yet it was already ten after. Hiei frowned. The detective was absent too. He rounded on Kuwabara.

"Oaf, have you seen Yusuke or the fox?"

"Hey, who you calling a- no...I haven't. That's funny, Kurama's usually the first one here for a meeting," Kuwabara answered, a look of general confusion and worry passing over his face.

Hiei nodded. "Yes," he said softly, too softly for Kuwabara to here, "that's what worries me."

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"Where did that damn fox go?" Hiei growled, staring into the ningen house, the ningen room, the perfectly neat ningen bed that looked untouched throughout the night. "Where would he have gone if not home?"

Growling, Hiei turned and sped off in the direction of Yusuke's house. Jumping to the roof of the apartment, he jumped over the side (carefully inspecting the street below and nearby buildings for human eyes as his speed would be sufficiently decreased by the affects of gravity) and worked his way down to Yusuke's bedroom window, using the architecture in the building for hand and foot holds.

As he leveled himself with Yusuke's window, he peered inside to see the dark room, devoid off all living things, except for some mold growing on random objects littering the floor (. couldn't resist .)

Giving another growl, Hiei sped off back in the direction of the temple. Neither Kurama nor Yusuke's ki signatures were showing up anywhere nor could Hiei find a trace of their whereabouts.

Not a minute later, he appeared in front of Koenma and Botan, along with the Oaf, his sister, and Genkai. He shook his head and Koenma sighed, his worry showing through his eyes quite clearly. Botan looked down at the ground, unsure of what to do in such a situation.

"Alright," Koenma said softly, "we'll go back to where you four split up last night. We'll search from there."

The five of them agreed and took off through the woods, to a small clearing in a forest, many miles from the temple.

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"Kurama?" Yusuke shouted out over his shoulder as he ran, his three companions not far behind.

"I have it, Yusuke," the fox replied but did not pause in his running, nor do anything else to prove the information.

Yusuke simply nodded and sped on faster, as fast as they could without leaving Kuwabara behind. This mission had not been their most difficult, but it certainly was not a piece of cake, as the saying goes.

Reclaiming the amulet from the demon Syunsuke had been no easy feat. He kept it constantly around his neck, never letting it leave his sight for an instant.

So the plan they had come up with was based on the fact that they would have to distract him in a manner that he would not realize the amulet was missing. The only problem was the distraction.

Kurama had made it clear that he would take the job, despite Hiei's odd and upset behavior about it and Yusuke's uncertainty. But the fox won the argument with the well stated fact that he was the only one capable of distracting Syunsuke in the matter of which had been discussed.

Do not be mistaken; Kurama was not thrilled about this mission.

Seducing Syunsuke had been easy enough; even Kurama's human form had sufficed. Getting the amulet was also not as difficult as they had earlier predicted. In the moment of highest ecstasy, Kurama had simply switched the amulet with a copy that Koenma had given them, his thief like quickness and subtly proving crucial.

It was the get away that was messy.

Not only did Kurama not nothing to do with Syunsuke (the night having been business only, a job and nothing more) the fox wanted to get away as soon as possible, quite sick with himself over said night's events.

But the demon was not one to let go of such a "prize" so easily. The next morning, Kurama found it was difficult to get a moment away from Syunsuke. After declining three advances and a suggested shower together, he finally found several moments of peace as his opponent dawdled off to take the shower alone.

"Yusuke?" his soft voice whispered through the com unit and his leader's response came immediately.

"What's happened? You were supposed to get out of their last night!" Yusuke whispered back, general concern and worry evident in his frantic tones.

"I'm fine, but Syunsuke is...possessive, as many demons are. I couldn't get away. Look, Yusuke, I don't think I'm going be able to get out of here on my own. I hardly have the time to talk to you and Syunsuke will be back soon. I'm going to need some help."

"On our way!" Yusuke answered in an excited but relieved tone. This whole plan had gone against Yusuke's instinct and judgment. He tried everything he could think of to keep Kurama from having to go through with it, but there just hadn't been another way to get the amulet.

Kurama sighed as he shut the com unit and tucked it safely away in his sash, along with the amulet. Not a minute later he felt strong, slightly damp, arms wrap around his waist and pull him back into Syunsuke's well-formed, and now bare, chest.

"Hmmm, you smell so beautiful," he muttered, taking a deep breath of the rose scent Kurama gave off. The fox forced a smile and leaned against the demon, mentally cursing him to the deepest depths of hell.

'Come on, Yusuke,' he muttered in his own mind as the longhaired demon behind him began planting feathery kisses up and down his neck. Much longer and Kurama was not going to be able to keep up the act, bile already rising in his throat as memories of the events of the night before replayed in his mind.

'Keep your focus,' he whispered in is mind. 'Ignore him, the others are on their way right now.'

Indeed, as Syunsuke reached up a hand to pull Kurama's hair out of the way, exposing more of the luscious skin, a large explosion ripped through the palace.

"What the-" Syunsuke growled as he let go of Kurama. He looked towards the sound of the explosion, before turning back to Kurama. He planted a kiss on his lips, taking Kurama by surprise, as he did not have time to block it, nor prepare for it. "I'll be right back. Stay here, it's safer."

"Safer my ass," Kurama muttered as Syunsuke ran out the door, shirt in hand. The minute he did, Kurama dashed after him, keeping enough distance to avoid detection but close enough to follow. As he heard another explosion, much closer, he rounded a corner to enter a large, foyer like room.

And there were his comrades. They stood, the three of them, all ready to fight Syunsuke, who stood not far in front of Kurama. However, as Yusuke's eyes shifted over to Kurama, the demon turned, eyes widening at the sight of his new "lover."

"Stay back, I'll handle these cretin!" Syunsuke growled protectively, turning back around to face Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei (all three of which were now fuming with hatred and anger (not to mention a weak stomach of the middle mentioned.) However, as he began to power up his energy, he froze. Looking down, his eyes locked on the false amulet and he shouted out in dismay, tearing it off of his neck.

"Where-"

"Are you looking for this?" Kurama asked coldly, Syunsuke turning at the sound. Clenched tightly in Kurama's hand was the long silver chain, the icy cold blue of the stone wrapping around it, winding up the chain from it's teardrop-like mass at the bottom.

"You!" Syunsuke hissed and charged Kurama.

"Hiei!" the fox shouted, throwing the amulet slightly to the side. Hiei appeared seemingly out of thin air to catch it in his right hand. However, Syunsuke did not stop his charge.

"You bastard!" he screamed out, raking his claws out at Kurama, striking him across the cheek and sending him flying back into the stone walls.

"Kurama!" Yusuke screamed as he charged Syunsuke, fist charged. Kuwabara charged at alternate timings, beating down on the demon. Hiei appeared by Kurama's limp form; the broken and chipped stone blocks surrounding him.

Gently, Hiei pulled the fox into a sitting position, the amulet gripped tightly in his right hand. Kurama opened a watery green eye, tears biting at them without his will as pain ripped at his stomach. He could feel his broken ribs, but that wasn't all.

Hiei's eyes opened wide at a dagger protruding from Kurama's stomach. Even he had not seen Syunsuke draw the knife, nor plant it in the fox's abdomen. Leaning down, the fire demon pulled it out, eliciting a moan from the fox.

Kurama shut his eyes as the dagger slid free, pain shooting through this nervous system in waves, and the sound of the hilt hitting the marble floor rang in his ears. He opened both eyes, though, the green orbs going wide, as Hiei tucked something into his sash. "Keep it close."

It was a whisper on the wind as Hiei disappeared, leaving Kurama leaning against the stone a foot from where he'd collided with it. The fox began working on standing up with as little movement to his stomach as possible as Hiei appeared in the middle of the fight with Syunsuke, joining.

Within minutes, without his amulet, the demon was overwhelmed and was pushed farther within the castle. As the fighters passed under the grand stairs leading to other parts of the castle, Yusuke shouted at them to get out.

And flee they had done. Syunsuke may not be as great and powerful without his amulet, but he was still a force to reckon with. The four, Kurama ignoring the pain and blood for the time being, fled from the castle, through the knotted and twisted woods of demon world, and into a portal, as quick as they dared.

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"Look, this is where we left them," Kuwabara insisted, standing in a small clearing not far from the portal they had escaped through. "Yusuke insisted on getting home, and Kurama insisted on getting the amulet to spirit world, claiming that he'd visit Genkai about his wounds in the morning."

"Kurama never came to Spirit World. At least, not that anyone noticed," Koenma muttered. "And besides, waiting until the next morning to heal was not a wise decision. Doesn't sound like Kurama at all."

Hiei growled out, getting the company's attention.

"Kurama had just gone through one of the worst nights in his life, no doubt, and all for the sake for this dumb amulet. He didn't want to bother with healers; he didn't want to bother with fussing and worrying. He just wanted to go home."

Koenma stared at Hiei for a few seconds before he nodded and moved on to the next possibility. "Alright, let's trace their steps, then, and we'll try and find out what happened."

Although the snow was not fresh, footsteps could still be seen, one belonging to the detective, the other belonging to the fox. And so the troop moved through the woods, following the distant steps of their comrades.

After only a few minutes, with Hiei, their best tracker in the lead and looking for any sign of trouble, found what they were looking for. The others rushed ahead after him as he sped off in the direction of which he had seen something.

As the trailing five caught up with Hiei, they gasped. The forest had become a battlefield, several trees burned by what looked to be a shotgun firing and possible spirit gun blasts, along with mangled trees and deep gashes from a thick whip. They trailed their eyes over the once-peaceful area.

Yusuke was slouched against a tree, a trail of dried blood leading from the corner of his mouth. The tree he was leaning against had fallen back, no doubt from the force of his impact.

On the other side of the clearing, next to where Hiei now knelt, lay Kurama, a limp heap of a body. He was sprawled on his side, both hands near his head and a small, still flowing, trail of blood running from his ear.

Koenma and Yukina rushed over to Urameshi, Genkai going over to Kurama and Hiei. Kuwabara and Botan stood in horrid awe of the clearing.

"Do you think..." Botan did not finish her sentence. She didn't need to.

"Syunsuke," Kuwabara growled out, his fists clenched. "We should have just killed him!"

"We weren't technically allowed to kill him. He was not the main threat, just the amulet!" Botan whispered, her voice sorrowful as a tear escaped her eye. She brushed it away.

Yukina quickly healed Yusuke, the sound of bones reforming echoed through the forest, matched only by the sound of Kurama's bones doing the same under Genkai's careful treatment.

Koenma took his tunic in hand and carefully wiped away the trail of blood on the raven-haired teen. He looked gently over his koi's body, nothing else seemed to be wrong and Yusuke stirred as those thoughts crossed his mind.

"Yusuke?" Yukina and Koenma asked at the same time and the boy responded with a muffled moan. He peeled open one brown eye before both shot open, going wide.

"Syunsuke! He was here and- Kurama!" he tried to get up when Koenma gently pushed him back down, the teen groaning at his sore abdomen.

"Calm down, Yusuke," Koenma hushed the boy. "He's alright, Genkai and Hiei are taking care of it. Yukina just healed you, but you're going to still be sore."

Yusuke nodded, leaning his head back against the splintered trunk and closing his chocolate colored eyes. "That bastard came back..." he muttered and Koenma nodded.

"We know."

"Boys!" Genkai shouted out, capturing their attention (including Botan and Yukina's) "You may want to come over here."

"Kurama," Yusuke moaned and Koenma helped him get up. The two limped over to the stirring form of their friend.

Hiei was staring blankly at his friend, his red eyes dull as the blue light of his jagan flooded over the fox. He did not move as the others came to stand behind him and Genkai.

"What's wrong?" Kuwabara asked apprehensively. Genkai shook her head.

"Nothing that we can see, that's for sure."

"What?" Yusuke asked, not in the mood for riddles. He had one hell of a headache as it was.

"His physical wounds are healed, yet...something's not right about the way his ki is fluctuating. And he won't wake up," she explained. Several seconds later, Hiei replaced the bandana around his forehead, warding the jagan closed.

"We have a problem," he answered the questioning looks he was getting, his eyes reaming solely on Kurama.

"Yeah? What problem, Shorty?" Kuwabara asked in harsh tones, wanting, just for once, to get a straight answer.

Only Hiei didn't get the chance to reply as Kurama stirred, moaning slightly. Hiei immediately leaned in, followed by Genkai. As Kurama opened his crystal green eyes, the sight that welcomed him was Hiei's childish face and dark ruby red eyes.

"Hi-Hiei?" Kurama mumbled as he blinked. The fire demon nodded, allowing the corners of his mouth to twitch upwards in the beginnings of a smile. Kurama tried to sit up but stopped as his stomach muscles shouted out in protest.

"Kurama?" Yusuke asked. "How do you feel?"

A confused look passed over his features before Kurama, brow furled, answered in a slow and uncertain voice, "I've been better."

"Are you sure you're alright?" Kuwabara asked. The fox's confusion looked to be anything more than all right. Kurama turned his gaze on Kuwabara and those green eyes took on a blank look.

This time, puzzled confusion passed over his features. He blinked slowly as he tilted his head, looking Kuwabara in the eye as he gave his answer.

"Um...Who are you?"

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Chapter 1

End

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Yay! The first chapter is done.

Author Notes:

I had this chapter written completely out a full year ago...and then my computer deleted it. So I finally got around to re-writing it! Hope you guys like it.

Distraction Scene: Yes, Kurama did seduce and have sex with Syunsuke. This was undoubtedly the best distraction one could think of, and there would be little chance that the demon would notice Kurama's switch of the amulet.

If you're going to ask, don't bother. Yes, Kurama was bottom; he had to play submissive for the trick to work. (You perverts, wanting all the details!)

Syunsuke: I feel the necessecity to tell you all that no, I do not like the name Syunsuke. I thought it up a year ago, for god knows what reason, and put it in this story for Kami-sama knows what reason.

...Who are you?... Yes, as cliché as it might seem, Kurama has lost bits of his memory. Only, this is not the typical, traditional, and boring amnesia, as you hopefully picked up.

End Author's Notes

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